The Master Cleanse
Paul, lonely and broke, ends up in a self help group. When fellow participant Maggie signs up for a weekend retreat, he does the same. After a day full of exercise and yucky juices, he throws up during the night. Out of the sludge appears a little monster... The Brood meets Gremlins in a witty horror film that cleverly manages to avoid the pitfalls of the genre.
From the lonely Paul to the appearance of the monsters, director Miller consistently keeps the drama low key. He’s also good at fooling the audience: of course they’re going to think halfway through that the organisers of the group and the retreat are a bunch of money-hungry charlatans. But Miller’s interests turn out to lie somewhere else entirely. And there are more ways in which the film surprises. We don’t often get to see ‘handmade’ monsters anymore in these days of CGI, and talking of comebacks: Anjelica Huston is completely in her element as a hysterical motivational coach. A pleasantly bonkers horror film, that doesn’t need insane massacres to score.